Chapter 64



His gaze turned from tender to icy in a heartbeat.

Vivian's face went as white as a sheet. From their body language, tone, and conversation, Vivian could see that these two had a special relationship. Chloe had actually cozied up to the King of Eldridge!

Vivian's eyes flashed with a fierce mix of jealousy and resentment. But under the man's steely stare, it turned into a desperate plea. "Mr. Connor, please spare me. It wasn't me. It was Linda. She gave me the documents. On my last day, she suddenly handed me a folder. To secure her spot as the prime-time show host, she had me post it online on the last day of the voting. I was just a pawn, a tool for Linda."

Vivian knew all too well what crossing Connor meant.

She went to university in Eldridge City, and the Eldridge Elites had plenty of legendary tales about Connor.

They said he was ruthless, with the face of an angel but the heart of a demon. Those who crossed him either vanished without a trace or met a grisly end.

Connor's voice was chilling. "Even tools must pay the price. You have three days to leave Riverbrook. If I ever see you again, I guarantee you won't find a place to stand anywhere in this country."

too stricken

was looking for and

soft. "Why are your hands so cold?" After saying that, he

they walked out of the restaurant, Chloe said,

could blacklist Vivian from the media

seemed that apart from their intimate moments, she always kept a

spoke lightly, "Since you say you owe me, there's a chance for you to

captivating eyes making his heart race. "What

party here, and everyone else has a date except me. It's quite embarrassing, so why don't you join me for

was a matter of prestige, like their designer watches, an embellishment.

she owed him a favor and naturally had to

"Alright, let's go."

door to the private room swung open, and the lively atmosphere hit

huge, with people singing, playing poker, lounging on sofas, drinking, and rolling

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